TITLE: Hope Interlude
DISCLAIMER: Do I really have to say it again? WAAAAAH Oh, okay - not my characters, no copyright infringement intended FANDOM: X Files
ARCHIVE: Sure thaing
Spoilers: Post series. No spoilers, per say - and, as always I'm deep in denial! Krycek is NOT dead. NONONONONO!!! SUMMARY: Email, Alex style
BETAS: Ursula and Josan and Peach, oh my NOTES: Ahem... this'n be for Urs and Bermille. Just to tide them over until I get Hope 6 done.
I call you that in my mind. Always have. Hope you don't mind. If you do... well, too bad.<g>
I'm all set for the big move. Well, almost all set. I've yet to pack my clothes and stuff. (You know what they say: Never do today what you can put off until tomorrow).
That 'apartment sale' you suggested went well. Just about everything sold quickly. I pitched what was left. Putting up a notice at the university was an inspired notion on your part.
Don't get a swelled head, now. My praise is mostly due to the good mood I'm enjoying. Doesn't happen often, so don't get used to it.
I'll be arriving at Dulles on 10/5. My boss actually agreed to a week's vacation before I start setting up the new office. I think he was in shock at the request. It's been so long since I've had a vacation, that I don't quite know what to with the free time. I suppose I'll spend the week finding an apartment and buying all the shit I'll need. The company is providing a furnished efficiency, but I want a place of my own - you know?
Well, I'd better wrap this up. And stop babbling.
See you on the 5th.
Have you lost your mind? It's October, you know.
PS - No, don't meet me at the airport. I'll be picking up a rental.
I really appreciate you offering to let me stay at your place while I apartment hunt. Hope you meant it, because I'm taking you up on it. After so many years of hotel rooms and restaurant food, I really hate the idea of temporary digs.
No, I don't mind camping (when the weather is NICE). Haven't done any fishing. I'm willing to learn, though. As long as you don't actually expect me to eat 'em. Fish... ugh.
I mailed numerous boxes to your address yesterday. Clothing, CD's, personal papers - that kind of shit. Hopefully, they'll arrive before the 5th.
Guest room, you say? (taking a huge chance, here) Or, are you just offering me the chance to sleep alone? I really enjoyed sharing your bed that night - best sleep I'd had in years... And, I meant what I said about wanting to wait before moving on to a more, er, becoming closer.
Unless, of course, a 'relationship' isn't what you have in mind. Might as well warn you now: I have developed strong feelings for you. Hell, I'm well on my way to falling in love with you.
But, if (lustful?) friendship is all you feel for me, well... I can learn to live with that.
PS: I can't BELIEVE I just wrote this! Hitting 'send' before I chicken out.
There ya go - I'll get Hope 6 done soon. I hope.
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